Tiger Lou

An Atlas of Those Our Own
a thousand voices weep and moanas we burn the parts of those our ownwe burn the partsand as the flames so brightly shonewe followed the ashes followed the ashesfollowed the ashes into the unknownwords of parting heartfelt and dearresonates loudly from our group of peersbut as the night grows ever so nearone by one the memoriesone by one they disappearthese are the absolutessingle spaced and neatly proofedso how does it make you feeldoes it make you tick like i dowhere is it you want me to bewhat is it you want me to saynothing not a single thingthese simple words lingers like fatetrying to prove our answers of latethe noise of our homesthe wiping of slateskeeps me away from the pearly gateswe'll celebrate sing you a songSongtextedance on your graveand every drink will be a toastremembering your nameso look for a place where there's no wayyour eyes could ever reachlook for a place where there's no wayyour eyes could ever reachi will awaiti will awaitwe'll celebrate sing you a songdance on your graveand every drink will be a toastremembering your nameso look for a place where there's no wayyour eyes could ever reachlook for a place where there's no wayyour eyes could ever reachi will awaiti will awaitwe'll celebrate we'll sing you a songdance on your graveevery drink will be a toastremembering your name Aus Songtexte Mania